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Author's Notes:
Finally! The next day… I'm sorry that I couldn't release anything new…I didn't have writer's block but I did have a bombard of homework out of nowhere. This is still a short chapter; I have to get my story back in motion so please be patient. Review because more Thranduil is coming…it's a good enough reason I reckon *smiles* Stupid internet is really bad…all that back to school research stuff must be a burden on the tiny system…sigh…
Marblez: Sorry about that but I was in such a hurry to release the chapter I didn't check some of the details. I have changed it so that it does make sense. I will upload the corrected version of chapter nine with this chapter. I usually proofread it myself around three times but it is difficult because I chose not to have it beta read (for updating reasons, it's faster and I can be more spontaneous). Although you have to understand that it was a tiny detail. I am still human and I make mistakes. Plenty. I am glad you told me though. Sorry if I sound mad but school isn't exactly great…so if I sound annoyed, it's not really personal…
Kata Malfoy: I agree. Thanks. You were first to review that chapter! It was my favourite one too and it took the longest to write! I think he is really cute…
Farflung: I am looking forward to that as well. I just hope that I can write it properly. I have to say I like dark characters even if they are evil. The dark part kinda makes them interesting…hehe…I wonder if I'm dark for thinking that…
Astievia: Arwen is still in Lorien, blissfully unaware of anything that happens in Imladris. I'm sorry if you like Arwen but I don't think she will be in this story.
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Wake up call…Legolas' thoughts are in italics.
**In Mirkwood, Healing Rooms**
Meleris groaned softly as he woke up. Herendil was not up yet. Meleris looked at himself. I must be a mess, he thought. His book was sprawled on his lap.
Herendil woke with a grunt. "Good morning."
"Good morning," Meleris said cheerily. "I feel as stiff as a log. At least you slept well. You can't complain about waking up."
"Hey! I didn't tell you to sleep in a chair!" Herendil exclaimed.
"Where else would I sleep? On the floor?" Meleris said incredulously.
"Well you could have asked-"
"What? To sleep with you?"
"I didn't mean that! I was going to say…Wait. Who would want to sleep with you anyway?"
"I wouldn't want to-"
"Its morning and both of you are already arguing! You two are going to wake the whole place up!" the healer scolded. "Not to mention, you two are acting like elflings!"
Both of them were instantly silenced. They smiled at her guiltily. "I'm sorry," they both said simultaneously. They were both apologising to her, and to each other. It was a tacit understanding between them.
The healer gave them a glare before turning on a jovial smile. "Much better now. It's time for breakfast!"
When she left, both of them groaned. It was going to be a big breakfast. Literally.
**In Imladris, Glorfindel's Room**
Glorfindel woke up to the beautiful call of a bird. Then he jumped out of bed to wake up Elrond, as usual. He opened the door joining their rooms and stuck his head in the doorway.
"Wake up Elrond! We are already late! We have to go to breakfast and then there's that meeting with your advisors…" Glorfindel said in a panicked voice.
There was no response.
"Elrond? Elrond!"
Still no answer. Glorfindel gave an annoyed sigh and ran inside Elrond's room to find him. Elrond was gone, his bed already made.
"Oh no! What if he left without me?" Glorfindel wailed. "I'm late."
Quickly dressing, Glorfindel ran down to the Great Hall. No Elrond. He ran down to the study. No Elrond either.
"Where could he possible be?" Glorfindel muttered under his breath. "Unless…" He suddenly had an idea; Elrond must be braiding the twins' hair or something. Glorfindel sprinted to Elladan room, waking him up.
"Uhhh…Let me sleep…" Elladan turned over.
Glorfindel tackled him. "Where is your father?"
"What? I don't know," Elladan answered sleepily.
"He's gone. He's not in his room, the hall or the study."
"What?" Elladan sat up quickly. It was unusual for his father to not be in those rooms in the morning.
"Help me find him," Glorfindel demanded. He dragged a drowsy Elladan out of bed.
"Have you checked Elrohir's room?"
"No."
Both of them burst into Elrohir's room. He sat up instantly. "What's wrong?" Elrohir asked. Unlike his brother, he had no trouble getting up. Elladan explained the problem to Elrohir.
"And his bed was already made…" Glorfindel added.
"He never makes his own bed! The servants do it!" Elrohir said observantly.
"Where could he be?" Elladan said. "What about the gardens, the library, the stable, the kitchen…he could be anywhere."
"Wait…I think I know where he is…" Elrohir smiled mischievously.
"Where?" Elladan and Glorfindel asked at the same time.
"Follow me." Elrohir winked. He was sure he knew where his Ada was. He heard some movement last night. His room was right next to…
"Legolas' room?!" Elladan and Glorfindel whispered loudly.
All three of them tiptoed quietly through the arc in Legolas room. Elrohir didn't want to risk waking Legolas if he had made a mistake so he used the balcony entrance.
"He's here," Elrohir said softly. "Look…"
Elrond was fast asleep. Legolas was wrapped around him. Elrond had his arm protectively over Legolas.
Elladan gave his brother a questioning look. Elrohir shook his head.
Quietly the three left the room. When they were back in Elrohir's room, Glorfindel was speechless. He had known that Elrond was very fond of Legolas but he would have never guessed that Elrond would sleep with Legolas like he was his son!
"Elrohir, how did you know?" Glorfindel asked.
"I heard some noises late last night, coming from the balcony. I guessed that Ada might have gone to Legolas' room. I was surprised to find them sleeping together though…" Elrohir trailed off.
"That was really sweet," Elladan smiled. "Let's go to breakfast. We can wake them up later and bring them something to eat."
**Back in Legolas' room**
Elrond opened his eyes slowly. From the bright morning sun he could tell that it was already halfway through breakfast time. He started to move, only to remember that he was in Legolas room and the young elfling was literally attached to him. Legolas stirred from the minor movement. Slowly Elrond tried to disentangle himself without waking Legolas.
Legolas suddenly woke and at seeing Elrond he shot out of bed, startled. This resulted in him tumbling across the floor, banging the back of his head on a table. Legolas bit his lip to hold back his cry of pain. Owwwwwwwwwww…stupid table…
"Are you alright?" Elrond asked concernedly. "Come here and let me look at it."
How could I forget! He's a healer! Owwww…Legolas winced as Elrond touched the bump on his head through his hair.
"Sorry. It's only a minor contusion."
A what?
"A bruise," Elrond defined. "Nothing that a bruise pack can't heal. I obviously can't use the bruise balm because of your long hair. I'll go get it while I dress, it's just in my room."
Legolas nodded his thanks and reached for his clothes. Donning the garments, he smoothed the wrinkles self-consciously.
"Legolas?" Elrond called from behind the curtain covering the balcony entrance.
"I'm ready."
"Sit on the bed while I hold the pack against your head."
Legolas flinched and squirmed.
"Sit still, it's not going to hurt that much if you stay still," Elrond said firmly.
Legolas gave Elrond an apologetic look and sat still as he gently pressed the pack against his head. It was cool and reassuring. Legolas sat in a more relaxed position as he felt the pain recede.
"All better now," Elrond smiled. "Would you like be to braid your hair before we go to breakfast?"
The elfling nodded enthusiastically and thanked Elrond. When the braids were done, both Elves walked to breakfast. Holding hands like father and son.
Please Review! I don't know when I can next update…Sorry that the chapter is short. Blame it on research assignments taking up my time.